Saturday, March 20, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Broken Stuff
Most of what he had was broken. The stuff that wasn't broke, he knew would be broken soon so he turned his attention to the things that he was sure would last forever.
I Am
I am chipped paint on an old barn, the sole of a worn out dress shoe discarded in a dark closet. I am the imprint of smeared lipstick left on a dirty coffee cup. The conversation was great... but now it's over.
Dendall
It's been a long winter. Trying to find the time and space to finish projects has been a challenge. Here is the story of Dendall I promised to paint last year.
It looked so good to Dendall He just couldn't help but squeeze it.
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